Du Ning's expression suddenly changed. He looked into the distance and saw a burst of light flying towards this side very quickly.

"No, aliens are coming, everyone be on alert!" Du Ning reminded.

"Oh? There's an alien coming over? I don't know whether to live or die, so kill him!"

Long Wuji suddenly became energetic and said loudly: "Brothers, cheer up and fight with me."

"Yes!"

Many monsters are also in high spirits.

The burst of escaping light moved from far away to near, and soon fell on the opposite side of Du Ning.

After the light subsided, several people from the Rakshasa tribe and Lingwu Continent appeared.

Several of them are acquaintances, including Sikong Sheng, Ye Fei and others.

However, the leaders were not Sikong Sheng and Ye Fei, but a Rakshasa tribesman standing in the middle, exuding a very strong aura.

Du Ning's expression became a little more serious. The aura of this Rakshasa clan member was very strong, far beyond the comparison of Ye Fei and Sikong Sheng. He seemed to be a genius among the great masters of the Rakshasa clan.

And he could feel that whether it was Ye Fei, Sikong Sheng, or others, they were all respectful to the Rakshasa leader in the middle, and they all lowered their heads half as much as the other person.

They are both at the fourth level, so how can they be so respectful? This seems very unreasonable.

"This person is extraordinary, who is he?" Du Ning frowned slightly.

"Du Ning, we have met."

Ye Fei looked at Du Ning triumphantly, "I told you two days ago that we, the Rakshasa clan, will decide whether you have the head on your neck."

"Boy, do you still remember me?"

The Rakshasa tribesman opposite looked at Du Ning, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, showing a bit of ridicule. His eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.

"You...your voice..."

Du Ning's eyes shrank slightly and his expression changed greatly.

Kang Ping had never seen Du Ning lose his composure before and couldn't help but ask: "Du Jun, who is this person? Do you recognize him?"

Du Ning's expression was a little ugly, and he said slowly: "I don't recognize him, but I remember his voice. If I guess correctly, this person is the former leader of the saints of the Rakshasa tribe - Dharma Saint!"<

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"What? He is the Dharma Saint!" Kang Ping's face changed wildly.

"Impossible!"

Qin Wenwei shouted: "In the ancient land of prehistoric times, only people with the level of semi-saints can enter. Dharma saints will never dare to come to the ancient land of prehistoric times. Otherwise, it will be a violation of the agreement between the three tribes and they will inevitably suffer the fate of the three tribes."

And if the Dharma Saint comes to the ancient land, he will definitely be discovered by the saints of all races. Du Jun, you must not make irresponsible remarks and shake our morale and military spirit!"

Du Ning said solemnly: "I remember correctly, this voice does come from Dharma Saint."

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Qin Wenwei had an expression of disbelief on his face, and deep regret welled up in his heart. If what Du Ning said was true, then wouldn't he and Ke Changyu be throwing themselves into a trap by shamelessly apologizing to Kang Ping for asylum?
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The Dharma Saint is a semi-saint! Who can resist? Who dares to resist?

Ke Changyu also broke out in a cold sweat, and his legs couldn't stop trembling.

The Rakshasa semi-saint is in front, this is really scary.

"As expected of a human gentleman, he still remembers this saint."

The Dharma Saint opposite spoke slowly, with a smile on his face.

"Is he really a half-saint of the Rakshasa tribe?"

Qin Wenwei and Ke Changyu instantly felt desperate. Semi-saints have vast supernatural powers and no one would dare to fake them. That would be asking for death.

"This is really troublesome..."

Long Wuji's aura was gone, and his expression was extremely gloomy.

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